(MENAFN- Daily News Egypt) During a recent trip toArgentinaI was talking to an old friend, a successful psychiatrist, about Jorge Luis Borges, the famous Argentine writer considered by many as one of the greatest writers of the 20th century. She told me about the only time she had met him. 'I had gone to a lecture by Borges at a cultural centre inBuenos Aires. I was a 14-year-old student planning to study literature at the university and become a writer and Borges was a hero of mine.
'I was enraptured by Borges' strong personality. However, there was a huge discrepancy between his physical appearance and the quality of his speech. I saw him as an old man who looked very tireda sensation increased by the poor lighting in the placebut the magic of his words transported me to another world, the world of the imagination. After the lecture I decided that I wouldn't study literature, since I would never be able to write like him. On my way out, there were several books on sale. On an impulse I bought a book calledPsychosomatic Medicine, by Eric Wittkower and Hector Warnes. I was so taken by it that after reading it I decided to become a psychiatrist, a decision I never regretted. I can truly say that although I saw Borges only that one time, he dramatically changed my life.'
Although in reading Borges one may think he was a very serious person, he was actually a man who loved jokes and always had unexpected responses to everyday events. Mario Rojman, a friend I met inBuenos Aires, told me that Borges visitedPeruwhen he was an attache at the Argentine Embassy. Because he loves poetry, both he and Borges would recite some of the writer's poems aloud, each one a line at a time. They were havinga lot of fun, said Rojman. During that visit, the King and Queen ofSpaindecided to visitPeru. When Rojman told Borges the news he replied, with a mischievous smile, “I hope they won't bother us…”
His sense of irony never left him. In her bookSeven Voices,Rita Guibert says that after Borges published his first book calledFervor de Buenos Aires (Fervour ofBuenos Aires)he took 50 copies of the book and gave them to Alfredo Bianchi, who was the editor of the magazineNosotros. Bianchi looked at him in disbelief and asked Borges, 'Do you want me to sell this book?' Borges answered, 'No, I am not mad. I want something that the book's format makes possiblefor you to slip a copy into the pocket of every overcoat that passes through your office.' When Borges returned to the editor's office a year later, not a single copy of the book was left.
Maria Esther Vazquez, who was his secretary and then his partner (in the book The Other Borges of Mario Paoletti) says that on one occasion, when he was with a group of ladies and as he walked to the bathroom, Borges said, “I am going to shake Monsignor's hand.” When Borges returned from the bathroom one of the ladies reproached him, “Georgie, you don't shake hands with a Monsignor when you meet him, you have to kiss his ring”.
On another occasion, during an interview inRome, an Italian journalist tried to embarrass him. As he failed to do so he asked Borges, “Do you still have cannibals in your country?” Borges replied, 'No, we don't. We ate them all…”
I had the honour of meeting Borges personally. In 1970, I was doing biomedical research inBuenos Aires, on a fellowship from Tucuman, my hometown in the northernpart of the country. For my wife and me, living inBuenos Aireswas a far cry from the provincial kind of life we had been leading in Tucuman. We didn't have much money or personal contacts which made our daily life difficult and dull. Life was also stressful due to the demands of working in a world class research institutewhere the director, Dr. Luis F. Leloir, had received the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 1970. To make ends meet my wife was working in jobs far below her professional capacity as a university graduate. At the time, she was also taking language and literature courses at the Instituto de Lenguas VivasinBuenos Aires.
One of her professors was an American named Donald A. Yates, aprofessor emeritus of Spanish American literature atMichiganStateUniversity(East Lansing). He is the translator of both novels and short stories by many Spanish American authors, includingLabyrinths: Selected Writings of Jorge Luis Borges.One day, he invited both of us to join him and Borges for dinner at an upscale restaurant inBuenos Aires. For us, it was a wonderful change from our daily life. And Borges didn't disappoint us. He was practically the only person who spoke the whole evening, always full of charm and knowledge.
Learning that my wife was of Basque descent from both sides of her family, he talked a lot about Basque history. He had come to dinner alone and was virtually blind. He ordered a pair of fried eggs, which were brought to him in a deep dish with a spoon. All evening he kept trying to catch the eggs with the spoon, and only succeeded in pushing them to the side of the dish. Although we felt bad about seeing this, Borges didn't seem to mind at all, and kept talking as if nothing unusual were happening. For a blind person used to living on past memories, perhaps the life of the imagination wasfor him more important than real life. And yet his life and work had a singular impact on the life of many.
Cesar Chelala, aNew Yorkwriter, is a winner of anOverseas Press Club of Americaaward and two awards from ADEPA, the organisation of Argentine newspapers. Last year he received the Cedar of Lebanon Gold Medal in Tucuman,Argentina.